konkubines of dictators
exploring the past
Saturday, 12 September 2015
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Waiting for you on a Sunday afternoon
On my bench I remember the sun eroding your skin
Our land so far away
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Janette
29 October 2015 at 22:46
What a amazing poem is it!! I just love it.
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What a amazing poem is it!! I just love it.
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